Harry And Hermione Kiss Novels & Stories

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

She stands from the table and sits on his laps , making him hold her tightly. Harry is carried away by her display of affection and they fall into and locked up kiss , looking deep into each others eyes end and holding each other tightly. Agatha works in suddenly without knocking, and finds them kissing each other. They quickly pull out." Have you gone knots,can't you knock? ",shouted Harry ."I'm so sorry sir" Agatha replied, quickly turning back to leave the room ." Please come down honey", said Bianca "you can come in now Agatha and take out the plates, please do ensure you knock next time", Bianca added.

his voice rises and it makes me stop to look at him. The moment our eyes lock with each other, it feels like fireworks on a summer night. At this moment, his words just melted every resistance, every wall, every reason that's left of me. Leaving me with this consuming desire for him. He holds my hair, our foreheads fall on each other's. Like it's the moment we finally give up fighting. “I love you… Hermione,” he confesses, and my stomach does a wild sickening flip that feels too fucking good!

"They should teach this in class," Harry whispered as Brooklyn and him pulled away to catch their breath. "French kissing this good is a skill." "I'm sure I've had better," Brooklyn shrugged. "Don't lie to me," Harry growled and leaned in again. Brooklyn moaned softly and wrapped her arms around Harry's neck. Their lips moved in sync, their tongues brushing each other's. They had yet to achieve much studying. Harry slowly moved his hands down to Brooklyn's jean skirt and paused, waiting to see if Brooklyn pushed him away.

_ Rhoooooo, I don't know why, Harry, but I think it does things to us when she treats us like a snack," he declared in a seductive purr. Harry swallowed his saliva with difficulty. His nosebleed had stopped, and he could not take his eyes off his soul mate: "Mate..." he said, his eyes now stopping on Emmanuelle's lips. She approached her lips, brushing those of her beloved. They did not pronounce a word. With infinite slowness, their lips finally met. Gently. Timidly. Passionately.

“You're saying too many unnecessary threats. It makes me think you're hiding too many secrets.” I wanted to say more but I spotted Serena walking towards us. She looked so beautiful in her white dress. Like an angel sent from the above. She has always been beautiful but I was too blinded by my anger. Harry greeted her with an intense kiss. I wanted to look away but I couldn't. His arm was wrapped around her waist while he's kissing her deeply. His other hand was on her jaw as he squeezed her against his body, hugging her possessively while giving her fiery kisses.

A kiss that didn’t demand… but promised. When they pulled apart, Arabella’s eyes remained closed for a moment. Her cheeks flushed, breath uneven. Wait. Did that really just happen? They kissed. Willingly. No herbal tea. No pretense. Harry brushed her lips with his thumb, tenderly. “Bella… I want you by my side. Always.” Arabella’s eyes flew open. She stared at him. Did he just…? Did Harry… just confess to her?

Hermione Jennifer smiled, a few young men and women admired and envied. And Jasper Frank felt sick, he cursed in his heart, feeling so nauseous, wasn't it fireworks? How the hell did that happen? Hermione Jennifer stood in front of Jasper Frank, her eyes filled with love, she stood on tiptoe, kissed Jasper Frank on the lips. “Brother Lam, I can't imagine Jasper Frank is also a romantic man!” Charles Jennifer stood beside Vincent Frank and smiled. Vincent Frank humbly said: “Makes me laugh!” Hermione Jennifer kissed Jasper Frank suddenly, a little excitedly and a little shyly, "This gift makes me very happy, thank you!"

"He can't stop looking at you!" he said, hugging her even tighter. "And I don't like it." "It's quite ironic that you're feeling jealous, especially on the day I told you I love you, Harry. I love you so much, and I don't care who's watching me. But if you want them to see how much I love you..." She pulled him by the collar of his shirt, bringing their mouths together again in an urgent kiss.

I mumbled, shedding even more tears while trying to smile. He pulled the car over to the side of the road and hugged me. I put my arms around him tightly. I didn't want to let go. He kissed me gently, then more aggressively while holding the back of my head, as if he was trying to fill me with his emotions. When he stopped, he gazed at me intensively. “You didn't lose your magic… and I didn't lose my memory of you,” he smirked. “You… must have completed the kissing spell,” I admitted, blushing.